Cooking Up Trouble by Craig Emma

Author:Craig, Emma
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fairy tales, paranormal historical romance, new mexico territory, rumpelstiltskin
Publisher: Alice Duncan

* * *

D.A. Bologh couldn’t believe his eyes.

“Yvonne!” he called. Silence answered his call, and then he couldn’t believe his ears.

He made a survey of her elegant rooms, provided for her by her wealthy new protector. No Yvonne. Had she gone out? Maybe she’d gone shopping. She’d been pretty reclusive of late, but that didn’t mean she never went out. D.A. made a search of the nearby shops she’d be likely to visit.

No Yvonne.

He went back to her house and tore through it like a fury. He didn’t miss a single closet, and he looked under every stick of furniture and rug in the place.

No Yvonne.

He stood in the middle of her beautifully appointed parlor and glared around. She’d run out on him. She’d actually managed to drum up enough courage—or desperation—to leave.

The fool. She knew what to expect by this open rebellion. She’d always been such a vain thing, he was surprised she’d found the fortitude in that pretty little body of hers.

She wouldn’t get away with it. D.A. knew where she was going. She couldn’t escape him.

“Bitch!” he shrieked. “I’ll show you what happens when a woman double-crosses D.A. Bologh!”

It took the New Orleans Volunteer Fire Department two days to put out the fire.

* * *

The dinner party had gone splendidly. Heather’s sister and friend had done an admirable job in serving up the wonderful meal. His guests had raved about the food. Even Heather’s mother and father had been astonished at how delectable the fare was. Actually, they’d seemed, if anything, more surprised than any of this other guests that their daughter was such a master of the kitchen arts.

Philippe chuckled as he sipped at a snifter of brandy. It was late, and he was feeling satisfied and happy. His mood of contentment surprised him, as it was extremely unusual. For as far back as he could remember, he’d been dissatisfied with something, and more often than not with everything.

There must be a quality in this territory, isolated and remote as it was, that appealed to his soul, which was isolated and remote, too.

There was also something about Heather Mahaffey that made him feel good. She not only had a body he still recalled with fondness and severe attacks of libido, but he really liked the wench. She irked him sometimes, when she put forth her opinions about things—women’s suffrage, for example—since she was always remarkably sure of herself.

He wasn’t accustomed to females possessing strong opinions of their own, especially if they accompanied those opinions with examples. Like men drinking and gambling their children’s milk money away. Philippe grinned, remembering. He was used to females who pretended to embrace the opinions of the men in their lives.

Not little Miss Heather. She was as spunky and independent as the territory itself. Odd how his territory was isolated and remote, and hers was spunky and independent—yet they were the same place.

He wondered what his life would be like with someone like Heather in it permanently. He’d never considered marriage as a viable option in his future, because he’d never met a woman he could tolerate.

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